Him and It_Mrs. Lianhe【Complete】(390)
Having said this, he thought of himself and Dolos again - will their ending be happy? Will the capricious fate still insist on chasing and playing tricks on them?
He calmed down and slowly recalled the tragedy. Echidna's voice was low and hoarse. Gradually, Xie Ning turned her head and fell asleep in his arms.
Looking at his lover's face, the Demon God quietly put down the scroll, stopped talking, and stroked Dolos' hair.
In any case, in the happiness of loving and being loved, Echidna secretly made a cruel determination: when they must be separated and can never see each other again, he will resolutely throw himself into death and never let loneliness become shameless. The ground wrapped around him minute by minute.
Clinging to her lover's body, Echidna closed her eyes contentedly and fell asleep in the tender silence.
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"So many paintings..." Xie Ning sighed.
"So many paintings!" Echidena was surprised.
Xie Ning stood on the carpet and saw piles of parchment rolls spread out on the ground. Carbon black ink stains spread out layer by layer from above, and there were few colored pages.
I'm afraid he painted more pictures during this period than he did in three years of college combined, and the parchment took up space. In addition to the paintings about Echidna, he also painted many partial sketches of giants, the body structure of a bronze bull, mountains of gold and silver treasures in the warehouse, many Greek portraits reproduced from memory... all kinds of things, all added up. It occupies a whole place.
"There are so many, they take up too much space..." Xie Ning said distressedly, "We have to find a way to get rid of them."
Echidena was reluctant to throw away his lover's pen and ink and asked: "Why? There are so many empty rooms here. You can put them wherever you want."
"This is underground, and the parchment will get damp." Xie Ning shook her head. "It has to be dried from time to time. Besides, what's the use of keeping these? If they are piled up, they still need someone to take care of them. Why not give them away? Give it to someone else."
He did what he said, rolled up his sleeves, jumped in, first picked out all the paintings about Echidna, and then kicked aside the architectural paintings about the underground palace. The rest were the objects he decided to deal with.
"That's all!" Xie Ning nodded with satisfaction, "What's your... name? The king of Cilicia. Does he accept rags? If so, give him all these."
Echidna muttered dissatisfiedly, showing great displeasure at Dolos calling his paintings "tattered".
The next day, he called the priests of Cilicia to the door of the underground palace, and a giant told him a message.
"The master wants to reward you with something!" the giant said gruffly, pushing a huge gold box over. "You can accept it gratefully, and then get out!"
The priest was confused. He asked the four accompanying soldiers to step forward and cautiously push open the heavy box. He was afraid that maybe this was a box containing disaster, filled with poisonous snakes and diseases, for He came to destroy this country.
The box was opened with difficulty, and the first thing that came into view was a sketch of a giant's naked chest - a tall and thick giant holding his armpits in a daze, with an expression of complete emptiness and mental retardation... Even the saliva at the corner of the mouth is lifelike, which shows how superb the author's painting skills are.
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Chapter 158 The Pharisaic Snake (24)
As the protagonist of the painting, the giant did not realize that he was the one in the painting. After completing the tasks assigned by Echidna, he still returned to the underground palace with great arrogance.
Individuals grown from Long Ya do not like the outside world with abundant sunshine and fragrant flowers and birds at all. They are more suitable to live in the dark and lightless underground.
The priest stretched out his hand and looked through the paintings carefully.
He is the eyes and ears of the gods in the mortal world, and naturally knows much more than ordinary people. What's more, the news of this era is not very blocked. On the contrary, the God of Wind travels to and from any small cave in the world. The sun also serves as the omniscient eyeliner of the God of the Sun. He can tour the entire world in one day. The Goddess of Discord Eris has even raised a group of sons and daughters who are good at gossiping, constantly transmitting corrupt truths or rumors to every corner day and night.
The mysterious lover of Echidena, a young man who is rumored to be extremely talented and dissatisfied even with his name Apollo.
The priest still remembered the situation in the past. At that time, he was the distinguished priest of Cilicia, and the boy was just one of hundreds of human sacrifices, destined to die miserably in fear. But after all, he came on behalf of the royal family of Eleusis. The princess there boasted that he was the "son of the god", so the priest felt a little curious: even the least favored son of a god, how could their parents Are you so cruel as to send your children into the mouth of a terrifying giant snake and let it be devoured?
Therefore, he acquiesced to the probing moves of the princes. When he saw that the stone smashed the young man's forehead without any hindrance, causing the blood to flow down unbridled, the priest knew well that the name of the Son of God would It's just a lie. This child has never been favored by any god.
Today, the changes in the world are more disparate than the changes in the four seasons. Half a year later, not only did the young man not die in Shekou, but the snake god held him high above his head and cherished him like a pearl on a golden crown. Echidna stopped the long-standing custom of human sacrifice and ordered painting materials, tired books, and entertainment toys to flow into the gate of Arima like flowing water. The name "Dolos" has become a taboo, and his paintings have become legendary things in a kind of secret boast and various doubts.
Seeing the real thing now, the more the old priest looked at it, the more frightened he became. On the parchment, the painter created a world that is ready to be imagined! He flipped through the pages. If the first few paintings were just similar, then the subsequent paintings could be described as amazing progress. With just a few strokes, a person's appearance and expression appear vividly on the paper, with a compelling expression, as if there is a living soul stationed in the flat eyes.
He didn't dare to look at it any longer, so he hurriedly let go, asked his attendants to close the box, put it on an ox cart, and hurried back to the palace in Cilicia.
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